Xiao Yan's Request?

When he heard Fang Yu's solution, the Inner Academy elder immediately bowed to Fang Yu, his face filled with excitement and gratitude.

"Many thanks for your great kindness, Young Master Xiao. How do you intend to deal with the Fallen Heart Flame?"

As an alchemist, this Inner Academy elder naturally wanted it, but he still had to ask Fang Yu for his opinion. After all, this was an immense favor, so he naturally wanted to consult Fang Yu.

"I know you want to refine the Fallen Heart Flame, but first, your strength is insufficient. Second, you cannot gather the things needed to refine it. Trying to refine it by force is no longer something that can be described as a narrow escape from death—it can only be called a one-in-ten chance of survival. If you want to refine it, I will not stop you, but you must be prepared to die. I have to remind you of this, lest you blame me for failing to warn you and die with resentment. No, I should say you'll have resentment before you die. With your strength, refining it will be far too difficult."

Fang Yu saw through the Inner Academy elder's thoughts at once and warned him. Having his intentions exposed, the elder's expression changed slightly, and he seemed somewhat embarrassed, but he still wanted to give it a try.

"May I ask what method Young Master Xiao speaks of for refining the Fallen Heart Flame? This old man still wishes to try. Even if death is certain, I still want to attempt it. I believe you understand as well, Young Master. Possessing the Fallen Heart Flame is the dream of every alchemist, and I am no exception. Even if I die, I will do so willingly and without the slightest resentment.